She's got the grace of a feline, sleek and fair,
With a jazz tune soft as moonlight in the air.
Her whiskers twitch to the saxophone's sigh,
She purrs in rhythm and doffs her hat with a sigh.
In the alleys of the city, she makes her round,
To the cool cat clubs where the hep cats are found.
With a wink and a flick of her velvet tail,
She weaves through the night on an adventure trail.
Oh, Cool Kitty, you swing so sly,
With a twinkle in your eye, you're flying high.
Every shadow’s your stage, every rooftop your floor,
In the city light's embrace, you're forever galore.
She dances on the keys of a ragtime tune,
Her paws keep time beneath the silver moon.
With every leap and every graceful twist,
She leaves a trace of music in the mist.
Though she’s bound to no one, and free as the breeze,
In jazz and moonlight, she's completely at ease.
Oh, Cool Kitty, with your narrows eyes so bright,
You own the rhythm of the endless night.
Oh, Cool Kitty, you swing so sly,
With a twinkle in your eye, you're flying high.
Every shadow’s your stage, every rooftop your floor,
In the city light's embrace, you're forever galore.